The writer- an original poem by avsongbird

 

The Writer

an original poem by avsongbird

 

 

I exist within those pages

For those who would dare

to take a look.

 

I am the words

That flow through my veins

And whirl like a

Maelstrom behind my eyes.

 

I am the black and the white

That lies in wait

Between the covers.

And when those words are read,

 

I am the artist

Without a paintbrush

That paints the universe

Upon the canvas of your mind.

 

I beckon you with

Silent whispers.

I call you out to play

With each stroke of my pen.

Then when you close the book

And tuck me safely away,

I return you to your world again.

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About avsongbird

I'm a housewife, an amateur writer and blogger, and the stepmother of three boys. I have four dogs. I love animals, I love to garden, and I love to crochet. I love movies, music, and books. I love to cook. I'm open-minded and creative and imaginative, and I'm an avid reader. I find inspiration in practically everything, and I love nothing more than to inspire such things in others, if I can.
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5 Responses to The writer- an original poem by avsongbird

  1. idiotwriter says:

    I relate to these words. Thanks 🙂 beautifully penned!

    Liked by 1 person

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